The Rolling Stones

Rip This Joint

The Rolling Stones


Tom: D

[Intro]  D

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 D              A
Mama says yes, papa says no
D
Make up you mind 'cause i gotta go
D                            A
I'm gonna raise hell at the union hall
  D
Drive myself right over the wall
  
 A
Rip this joint, gonna save your soul
 D          G         D
Round and round and round we go
 A
Roll this joint, gonna get down low
 D         G              D
Start my starter, gonna stop the show
 
Oh, yeah
  
D                          A
Mister president, mister immigration man
 D
Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land
                      A
I'm tampa bound and memphis too
 D
Short fat fanny is on the loose
 A
Dig that sound on the radio
      D               G          D
Then slip it right across into buffalo
 A
Dick and pat in ole d.c.
       D            G          D
Well they're gonna hold some shit for me
 
 D
Ying yang, you're my thing
A
Oh, now, baby, won't you hear me sing? 
D     G     D
Flip flop, fit to drop
 A
Come on baby, won't you let it rock!? 

[solo]
  
D
Oh, yeah! oh, yeah
                        A
From san jose down to santa fe
 D
Kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day?
                               A
Down to new orleans with the dixie dean
             D
'Cross to dallas, texas with the butter queen
  
A
Rip this joint, gonna rip yours too
        D        G             D
Some brand new steps and some weight to lose
       A
Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low
 D          G         D
Round and round and round we'll go
  
D                         A
Wham, bham, birmingham, alabam' don't give a damn
 D       G   D
Little rock fit to drop
  A
Aaah, let it rock